Gulltown

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(Kings Landing)

Jon Connington the newly appointed Hand of the King walked through the corridors on the way to the throne room where the King had been spending every day, he rarely left the throne as if believing someone would steal it should he leave it. Pushing the doors open he entered to see numerous servants on their knees in front of the throne. "Which one of you is the traitor!!! Tell me now or I will kill all of you!!!" The king shouted as his aura exploded out of his body. Jon felt a little nervous when he was in the presence of the King, he had grown much more irrational and Ill-tempered ever since he lost his arm; whatever ability Rickard Stark had used left its mark and was deteriorating the king's already failing health, but his body remained as strong as ever which made all those who stood in his presence nervous —even his allies.

"Your Grace we would never betray you! We only launder clothing nothing more!" The man in charge begged as he was on his knees.

King Aerys looked unconvinced and his aura seemingly caught fire "I want you to tell me how being burned by a flame you cannot see feels," He said as he shot a torrent of flames towards them engulfing them in fire and making them scream. To a person without aura, they will look like they are simply running around for no reason while their skin melts and falls off their body. Even so, they would be able to smell the burning flesh, Jon had to stop himself from gagging; he had thought he'd become used to it by now but he truly could say he never would get used to witnessing how the King executed people. The realm needed Rhaegar more than ever, he could be the King the realm needed and unite all the houses in this time of rebellion.

"Ah my hand has come to see me, you bring good news I hope," Aerys said as he saw Jon approaching the throne.

Jon stiffened but continued to walk "I-I'm afraid not Your Grace, I am here to report that Jon Arryn and Robert Baratheon have moved to attack Gulltown, the gate of Eddard Stark is unknown but it's safe to assume he will be heading north to raise his banners," he informed him.

The King looked positively outraged "I want the rebellion crushed before they  ever have a chance to make it to the Crownlands!!!" He shouted.

"Yes, your grace I will send the ravens now," Jon Connington said with a bow.

"My Kingsguard shall lead the troops, none are more skilled than they, and they will kill these rebels before they can even draw their swords!" Aerys shouted.

"Yes your grace," he replied.

"Summon Llewyn, Oswald, Barristan, Gerold, Arthur and my son, they will be the commanders of each army," Aerys stated.

"What about the Lannister your grace?" Jon asked.

"He will stay close to me, in case his father gets any strange ideas," he said with a dark chuckle.

Jon Connington nodded in understanding, he didn't trust the Lannisters so he thought the King was acting wisely. Sending his Kingsguard out to head the armies was also a good strategy, a powerful aura user could change the tide of a battle and the Kingsguard were undoubtedly the strongest. At least that's what he would've thought had he not seen the damage caused by Rickard Stark and his son, it made him question how many more powerful people were hiding amongst the rebel ranks.

"What will we do about Daemon Blackfyre? we've been made aware that they've secured enough ships to ferry them across the narrow sea," Jon asked. Jon Connington then had to jump back as a wave of wildfire crashed where he was.

"Do not speak of Daemon Silver in that way ever again!!! He would never betray me! He is bringing reinforcements and together we will crush the rebellion side by side!" Aerys shouted at Jon with a scowl on his face.

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